Okay, maybe that is a little harsh, but I have to complain again. Yesterday it was stale salad. (Thanks Cookie and DC for backing me up the possibility). Today was a bad sandwich.
They have a turkey sandwich that is pretty good and pre-made, so it's easy to grab. The roll it was on didn't look right, but I couldn't touch it to see if it was hard. Or just plain funky. So, I took a chance and brought it upstairs. My instincts were right, it was funky. And I was pissed. I didn't have time to go back and complain so I performed some sandwich surgery and eat the insides only. Hey, at least I cut down the carbs!
I need to go to the store to get more food for lunch. I can't rely on the cafeteria to provide me with edible food anymore. And I need to get up earlier to put a decent lunch together. That is the bigger problem.